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When do endurance athletes everywhere find that window of time to fit in their training?
In the nearly ten years that I’ve been writing this blog, I’ve written at least once every month. Or I had written at least once per month, until June. And then I missed July too. [Insert lame excuses, like travel, being busy at work, running around trying to keep up with Chase, etc. here.] In…Read More
May was a crazy month. It felt like non-stop insanity both at home and at work. I traveled a ton, especially in the second half of the month, during which time I slept at home three nights and took six cross-country flights, going back and forth to NY three times over the course of 15 days. Despite…Read More
I ran a fair amount in April and the miles came – and added up – relatively easily. I’m in a pretty solid routine of running Tuesday and Thursday in the Santa Monicas (usually, Los Liones to Parker Mesa – the photo above is the view from Parker Mesa; spectacular morning view two mornings a week), Friday…Read More
March was one of those months that just came and went. I ran a fair amount and very consistently. Some of the sunrises were better than others (and some were truly amazing), but there were no great adventures or new, special routes. I continued to run 4 or 5 times a week and never took…Read More
February was a busy month, with two big life events: Chase turned one and I started my new job. We – well, really Elizabeth – threw Chase an amazing birthday party. It was a camping theme, complete with a tent, campfire, lots of forest animals and other decorations, s’mores deserts (thanks mom!) and a ‘coon skin cap…Read More
The running ennui that I began feeling in December was even stronger in January. I still got out and ran 18 times, which is more frequent than every other day, and I never skipped a planned run, but more often than not getting out the door felt like a chore. Of course, once I was running, it…Read More